I dread getting older, but I have these amazing friends who seem to cook up these incredible experiences for me every year. For some reason, I’ve come to unfoundedly fear my birthday, and I always end up in the most incredible places. This year was an amazing brunch trip to Woodberry Kitchen in Baltimore with three of my best girls, Laura, Anna and Becky. Last year was tapas in Amsterdam with Gea and the Plantinga sibs + Claire + Xav, the year prior was complete strangers and military wives in Boise, Idaho, cooking me up a surprise cake, and new friends Becky, Alexis and Erica taking me for Karaoke. I could keep going on and on, blabbing and blabbing, but because of all of the random and wonderful diversions I no longer have anything really to fear when May 21 rolls around every year. My friends always do it right and show me a good time.
That being said, no matter how cool your friends are, everybody needs a good birthday cake. Or in my state, four cakes.
This is how my weekend started: (courtesy of my DC “domestic partner” Laura: 4 cupcakes from Hello Cupcake in Dupont.) I have to admit that I shared with my NY bestie, Becky, so I’m only responsible for killing three of them off (hence, three empty cupcake holes.)
This is how the morning of birthday started (and ended, at midnight, with a cake snack fest with myself and a fork): My mom (and my dog, strangely enough) singing me happy birthday with a homemade caramel/chocolate bee cake. Yeehaw.
This is how you reward yourself for being older (and hopefully wiser): cake and tarts from Kafe Leopold in Georgetown. Very much worth the trip on the rainy (but wonderful) birthday brunch day with Mummy.
Kafe Leopold
3318 M Street Northwest
www.kafeleopolds.com
Hello Cupcake
1351 Connecticut Avenue Northwest
www.hellocupcakeonline.com










































































